Oh and there are Lost Boys
Convalescence means two things to me: ginger-ale and films I wouldn’t otherwise watch. Today’s pick was the new “Robin Hood” movie. Unfortunately since I’m recovering from having my last two wisdom teeth removed, popcorn was out of the question and this was definitely a popcorn flick. My parents went to go see the film last night and this morning when I was on the phone with them they suggested I would enjoy it. I wasn’t sure how much, but then it was 10 o’clock in the morning on a Saturday and I didn’t have anything better to do so I popped an ibuprofen and went.
I may have written about this before, but going to movie theaters is a sort of cure-all for me, a ritual I engage in to cope with any number of ills. Morning shows on the weekend are typically quite deserted. I’m a fan of weekday late shows for the same reason, well that and the fact that my nights off are Monday and Tuesday.
“Robin Hood” was better than I had expected, but it had me ruminating on the screwy rating system that allows copious and graphic violence in a PG-13 movie. Of course, had there been a sex scene, it would have been rated R (not that it needed a sex scene, it’s just weird that that would been the tipping point). I’m scared to say it, hopefully he doesn’t hit girls, but I agree with the interviewer who angered Russell Crowe so when he said his accent sounded a bit Irish. Cate Blanchett looked very pretty, but maybe a bit lost, perhaps because she was supposed to be simmering with desire for Mr. Crowe. Her character really came alive in the scenes that she did not share with him. A side note, Ridley Scott seems to have some sort of weird blood fetish thing going on, maybe he is trying to capture the vampire crowd (one of the previews was for a “Twilight” movie). Some of the sweeping panoramic shots were breathtaking, the scenery was used to its full advantage. It was pretty much everything as person could want in an action movie (horses!), good, but not great.
Now I can return to my regular viewing schedule of working my way through “Daria: The Complete Animated Series”.
I want American Eskimos in any action film. Were there American Eskimos?
Not for another 700 years.
That's an awful lot of sequels.